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Watching for a shooting star |
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To fall down from the sky |
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They do, they do, you know they do |
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They do from time to time |
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Soft, across the universe |
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Before your very eyes |
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They do, they do, you know they do |
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They do from time to time |
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Wondering of the contouring (?) |
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Just what, and how, and why? |
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They do, they do, you know they do |
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They do from time to time |
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Of angels, gods, and holy ones |
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They drift, or float, or fly |
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They do, they do, you know they do |
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They do from time to time |
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Beyond the clouds they climb |
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Though night may shrink |
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From sight, I blink |
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As daylight winks |
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But stars twinkle on |
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Inside my head |
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Children |
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Of the universe |
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Return again |
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Return to the sun and shine |
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On everyone |
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Everyone |
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Everyone |
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Thinking now of earthly things |
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That wilt, or wear, or die |
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They do, they do, you know they do |
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They do from time to time |
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Our lives are ????? |
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They bare them with a sigh |
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They do, they do, you know they do |
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They do from time to time |
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But me, I never mind |
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I roam and come, and go |
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One thing I know is that |
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The stars twinkle on |
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Inside my head |
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Children |
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Of the universe |
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Return again |
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Return to the sun and shine |
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On everyone |
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Everyone |
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Everyone |
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Everyone, everyone, everyone |
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Children, children |
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Shine on, everyone |
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Shine on, everyone |
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Shine on, everyone |
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Shine on |
